The Deaths of Ian Stone Page #2

You never know when they're gonna

get you, but sooner or later, they do.

This is insane.

You have no idea

what you're dealing with here.

They can alter reality, control minds.

You only see what they want you to see.

What the hell are they?

"They"...

People have called them lots of things.

Ghosts, demons...

No, no, no. Don't give me

this voodoo bullshit.

They coexist with humans

but on anther plane,

and they can only be seen

when they want to be seen.

And they're coming after you

because they need to stop you.

- From doing what?

- Remembering.

Okay. Remembering what?

They're gonna keep killing you

until you do what they want.

Okay, but I don't know

what that is!

No! Just...

Just run!

Run!

Who you lookin' at?

Come on!

Sh*t!

Hey! Hey! Stop! Stop!

F***!

Hey!

Hey!

- Lan, what are you doing home?

- They're trying to kill me!

- Who? What?

- I don't know. I don't know.

- Lan, calm down. Tell me...

- Shh!

Do you hear that?

Do you hear that?

Lan...

Medea...

what are you doing?

I'm sorry, Ian.

I'm so sorry.

I don't enjoy this, Ian,

but you leave me no choice.

No.

No!

Ohhh, Ian.

Lan.

You shouldn't have remembered.

It'll be all right.

I promise.

Watch out!

Christ!

Pull over and get some coffee

or something, will you?

I'm really sorry about that.

Getting the customer to their destination

alive usually makes for a better tip.

Yeah, I've... I've heard.

So you were saying that you're heading

home to your folks for the weekend, huh?

- Yeah. Last minute.

- Yeah.

I missed my train.

You don't sound so enthused.

I could do without

my mum's yearly,

"Why aren't you married

with three kids like your sisters?"

Well, we'll have you home in a jiffy.

I thought my mum was the only one

who still said "jiffy. "

Thank you.

Thank you.

No, no. Miss? Miss?

I can't... I can't...

I mean,

I almost got you killed.

Well, you got me here alive

and are being tipped accordingly.

Thank you.

Why don't you come in for a sec?

You look like you

could use a coffee.

Uh, no.

I probably shouldn't. I mean...

'Cause then I'd interrupt

the party, and your mom

would think you're getting started

on those three kids with a cabdriver.

Probably have a heart attack.

Okay.

Well, why don't you wait here

while I go get you one?

- That I could do.

- Okay.

Two minutes.

All right.

You okay?

Yeah. I'm just

really late for a call, so...

Don't you want the coffee?

Coffee. Right. Thank you.

Okay.

Hello!

Lan.

I know you.

How do I know you?

You have to remember, Ian.

They're already coming.

But whatever you do,

don't let them find her.

If they find out, they could

do terrible things to her,

and that will be the end for you.

What did you just...

What the hell's happening to me?

Come on.

Yep, I promise.

I'll be home this weekend.

Uh, look, listen. Okay.

I've gotta go.

Yeah, I'll be there.

I love you, too.

Bye. Bye.

Sorry about that.

Lan,

did you look for work last week?

Yeah. I had three appointments,

and all three positions had been filled

by the time I got there.

And what happened

with Mr. Glenn?

He was an a**hole, and I didn't

feel like spending all day

crammed in a truck with him.

Have the clocks stopped?

What?

The clocks. H-Have...

Have the clocks stopped?

Why would they stop?

Are you all right?

Yeah.

You're gonna think

I'm absolutely crazy,

but I keep waking up in different places,

and everything's changed,

except you, 'cause you're still here.

Lan,

I thought you said you cleaned up.

What?

No. No, no, no.

This has nothing to do with that.

You don't understand.

These people are trying to kill me.

Right.

I'm not crazy, all right?

- This is happening to me.

- Yes, okay.

- I understand.

- No, you don't understand.

All right? You don't believe me.

I'm sorry. You need

to calm down, okay?

I don't understand. You have to

explain it to me. I'm sorry.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

It's happening again.

What's happening again?

Lan?

Sh*t!

Come on. Come on!

Hey! Excuse me.

- Lan! What the hell's the matter with you?

- Let me go.

- I've gotta...

- Ian! Lan! Hey!

Oh, my God. It's you.

- He told me not to let them find you.

- For Christ sake, Ian...

Jenny, listen to me!

You're not safe.

- Okay?

- What?

Lan, stop running.

Oh, my God.

Lan!

Lan!

Jenny, don't follow me!

Whoa, whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa, whoa!

Bloody hell!

What's up with you, mate?

Just go! Go!

So, where to?

Stop! Let me out!

Oi! Oi!

We don't like doing this, Ian,

but we don't have much choice.

Do we?

Lan!

Lan!

For f***'s sake, Ian! I can hear

that sh*t through my floor.

- Turn it down!

- Jenny.

I'm gonna call the landlord next time.

Jenny...

Jesus Christ, Ian.

Please wake up.

Please wake up.

But I feel bad for him, you know?

He wasn't always...

Yeah, you're right.

I will call the landlord. I promise.

No, don't come over. I'll be fine.

Okay. I'll come to yours.

Because you've got a bigger TV.

Lan! What the hell

do you think you're doing?

Jenny...

Jenny, I need your help.

Look, just get the hell

out of my house.

I'm not gonna hurt you, all right?

I promise.

I'm warning you,

just stay away from me.

Jenny, you know me?

Of course I know you.

From the office.

What office?

Lan, do you need me

to call you an ambulance?

No.

What's wrong with you?

Okay, I'm gonna get some help.

Don't touch the door.

We know each other

a lot better than you think.

What do you mean?

You don't like going home

to your mother's

'cause she wishes

you were married with kids,

like your sisters.

Come on.

I need you to remember.

Get up.

Duck!

Oh, God!

Tell me why

you never learn.

Maybe you should stop this now,

because I can do this

forever.

Run!

Lan.

Okay.

What are those things?

I'm still working on that.

What about you...

back at the apartment?

What happened to you?

It's like something

was attacking me...

from the inside.

Okay. Okay.

Oh, my God.

You look better now.

I don't feel better.

I hate seeing you like this.

Like what?

It's like how nervous you get

before a game.

In college, right?

Yeah.

You remember that?

Of course I...

- We were dating.

- That's right. For more than a year.

And you played hockey.

You were still living

with your parents.

No. No!

This is okay.

This is... This is good.

- But it didn't happen.

- No, because this did happen.

Do you remember the office?

You remember that?

You remember the taxicab?

Yeah.

When did you start remembering?

When you said I should remember.

When you said those things

about me not wanting to go home.

Right.

You couldn't possibly know that.

And the rest of it,

it just started coming back.

Are they following us?

No, not yet.

Okay.

I say we stay on this train

and travel as far as it goes.

Put some distance

between you and those things.

You don't understand. No amount

of distance is gonna stop them.

Well, it's a chance.

Hopefully it will give us some time.

How much time?

Enough time

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